Sep 17, 2014
I dare you to kiss Christa (pre-relationship maybe?)
He was silent when they broke apart. “I got dared — please don’t punch me?”
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I dare you to kiss Christa (pre-relationship maybe?)
He was silent when they broke apart. “I got dared — please don’t punch me?”
She's silent when she walks in, she just wraps her arms around him and hugs him tightly. "Your child is being really needy tonight so just shut up and hug me."
Nikola’s eyebrows raise, a bit of amusement dancing on his face as he turns and hugs her tightly. “My child.” He kisses Christa’s temple, rubbing gentle circles on her back. “Are you sure it’s just the child who’s being needy, моја душа?”
"Nikola I'm pregnant."
"You … oh my god." A huge smile split Nikola’s face, and he pulled Christa in for a deep kiss. "Волим те, Цхриста. Волим те пуно.”
"Rick?" Christa stopped short, shock flooding through her body as she took in the form before her. "You're dead. You can't be here."
Rick’s eyes widened. He’d thought Christa lost forever, thought that he wouldn’t ever be able to ever see her again, but somehow she was on earth with him … he had the woman he loved back. Without thinking, without considering what she might do in response, he ran to Christa and pulled her into his arms.
"You’re bleeding!" (Because I need more HG/Christa reaction in my life)
"Hmm?"
Helena glanced up from the stunner she’d been repairing, her screwdriver posed over the disassembled weapon as she raised an eyebrow at the other woman questioningly.
Then her gaze caught the trickle of red running down her wrist and she cursed, rummaging around the lab for a towel.
"Oh bloody hell.”
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69. “Why would you do this to yourself?”
"You’re so huggable."
"Huggable?" Nikola raised his eyebrows, but folded Christa into an embrace anyway. She hadn’t initially seemed like the hugging type, but apparently he was wrong … kind of the way he’d been wrong about Helen. "You okay?"
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"Ah, you have to be patient."
"The wires haven't acquainted themselves yet."